Mason's expression shifted to surprise, what the hell did that mean 'dying soul'? He was already dead, he couldn't die again could he? He noticed her chuckle, causing him to narrow his eyes in annoyance and anger. "What you think that's funny huh?" He said, taking hand off of the exposed, bubbling, oozing, and bloody wound. Her retort and her grin made him scoff, balling of his fist, causing his wound to burn a little more. "That's none of your concern, is it, demon?" He asked, being cautious, he had been attacked by one, why would he trust another? As the pain got more unbearable, he couldn't help but grunt in pain, his arm slightly shaking in pain.